I know, I know. I hardly write anymore, and I’ve never written a recipe. However, if you’ve presumed I’m also an ace in the kitchen along with my many other talents, you are correct. Like my beauty regimes, I’ve inherited many of my cooking skills from my mom. Many times, she assured me that the recipe she was making was a “family secret.” However, fear not, reader, for you and I have no such secrets (and, as it turned out, neither did my mom).
1/2 cup cornmeal
2/3 cup flour
3 tablespoons sugar
1 tablespoon baking powder
Oh, honestly, I didn’t even make it this far before I decided to dig out a dollar box of Jiffy corn muffin mix instead of painstakingly making my own.
1 lb ground beef and I have ground turkey, so I will be using ground turkey. 1 teaspoon cumin 1 teaspoon chili powder 1/4 teaspoon salt 1/4 teaspoon pepper
Yes to all those spices. No to measuring. I just go for a nice balance of colors.
1 1/4 cup enchilada sauce
2 cups of shredded cheese
So I mixed up my ten second Jiffy cornbread mix and poured it in the bottom of a skillet, but not before adding some diced green chile (from a can, silly), because, why not?
I set my skillet in the oven and baked the corn bread mixture per the directions on my Jiffy box.
Once it was done, I poked holes in the bread
and poured enchilada sauce over it.
I tossed my ground turkey and cheese on top along with a half a can of corn that someone had left in the fridge. I followed this by not reading that I was supposed to cover my pie with aluminum foil, and tossed the skillet back into the oven at 350. Basically, you’re just getting this concoction melty-cozy for five or ten minutes.
Let cool. Those words are for the weak. Eat it, burn your tongue, and live like a pirate.
And that, ladies and gentlemen, is how I nail a Pinterest recipe. I’ve chosen not to give the original creator credit as I’ve done her such a disservice in my execution.
The reality of cooking in my kitchen is that you work with what you have and you invent the rest.
Maybe this isn’t just limited to the kitchen, though. Maybe this is all any of us can do in any area of our lives. Right now, I don’t have all the ingredients for all the things I want to turn out right in my life, but I’m just going to cut off the mold, substitute a few things, and hope for the best. Bon appetite, I say.